And when the ambulance left, my 89 year old patient was breathing on his own.

Although I’m very happy he’s alive, I wanted to sit down and bawl my eyes out when it was all over. Very conflicting feelings going through me then & still now.

I was congratulated on my professionalism & leadership and there was a LOT of hugging afterwards.

This is one of the kindest, sweetest, most gentle old souls in the place and we are all VERY attached to him. When the nurse doing CPR started off, she cracked some ribs…and she commenced to crying. I told her repeatedly that she was doing it right and had done nothing wrong. Hell, my CPR instructor told me “if you don’t break ribs, you’re doing it wrong!”**. Still, it hurts to know you’re breaking someone’s bones.

Anyway, after about 5-10 minutes of CPR, he came back to us. If they roll out breathing on their own & their heart beating (even if it’s thready & weak), I figure we more than earned our days pay.

And anybody who thinks working in a nursing home is boring is wrong.

Time for a scalding bath and a stiff cup of coffee. And a handful of Advil, too.

Crucis, I’ve watched the DNRs go. Usually, they *need* to go…I hope that doesn’t sound callous, but when the brain and the body have nothing left, it just seems the best to me. I usually thank them for the chance to get to know them & tell them I enjoyed my time with them. Can they hear me? Heck if I know, but I figure a kind word is the best “send off” someone could give them.

What Day Is It?

What is a Snigs?

44 year old female living life in a very rural Georgia crossroads community.

My opinions rarely agree with others', but I don't necessarily want to change anyone else's mind. Be nice enough to return the favor.

I can kill with a smile & wound with my eyes, I'll ruin your faith with my casual lies...I'm frequently kind & suddenly cruel.
I can do as I please, I'm nobody's fool. And I can't be convicted, I've earned my degree. And the most I will do is throw shadows at you or is that the woman you see?